"Hey don't look!"
"But you're really good at drawing. When you draw on your skin it looks like art"
I yanked my arm back and stared at him for a moment.
He only sat across from me again and gave me his signature close-eyed smile.
Was it really art?
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Inked Notes
General Fiction"She drew the lines of her world" "He made it colourful" "She saw the world for the way it was" "He saw the world for the way it could be" "She was a lost cause" "He was a dreamer" "She never thought she could smile again" "Until the day he met her"...